I walked out of the hall alive and now I've found myself in the street walking home but it turns out where I thought I was going to get killed happens to be the safest place for me at this time.
If I didn't know better I would think it was safe to walk openly in the streets but fortunately, I did. The safest place for me right now is my place, Osaze must be dead by now and that means the head of the circle is no other than Tage. He plays a lot of roles in my missions for he knows the street like the back of his hand.
I wonder what the boss meant when he said there are a lot of things I don't know about myself. All these doubts would have been ratified if only my mom was here to answer some of my questions but she left me like everyone else. I never asked who was my father for I know the answer would not be what I needed at the time, now she's dead and the only one who happens to know the rest of the history is the very man who wants me dead for reasons best known to him. There are a lot of things I don't know.
Everywhere was calm like usual around the compound during the day but, it was too quiet, no one was coming out from the building which was unusual for there are at least twenty apartments in this building. I stood at the stairs for some time listening if I would hear any noise, the third floor is where my apartment is located.
A man was seated by my door and in the look of things he was waiting for someone, he is well dressed, he's wearing a black fine suit with a red tie to match, his facial hair is long and well maintained and he's hair was bald, a tall man with perfect physic, bark in completion. He appears to be in his mid-fifties.
He could be a policeman, no, he appears too gentle. He could pass for a lawyer but this face, there is more to it than just a simple gentleman, the suit he was wearing appears to be expensive, there is no way he's a Hitman, if he is, this would not be a place to kill someone like me and besides, he must be very high in the ranks to be given a mission like this.
I slowly walked up to him and asked, are you looking for someone sir? Oh, yes. He stood up from the chair he was sitting in and stretched his hand for a handshake. Do you happen to know a young man named James?
That name sounds familiar if there's gold attach to it. He is looking for me but why? No one knows me, he must be an investigator.
It depends young man, I was told that he lived in this apartment and he is very dark skin in colour, with black lips and brown eyes, he speaks fluently and also cunning, and it appears I am speaking to the same person I am looking for. Sorry to come unannounced but I was sent here by your father.
This must be the wrong door sir or even the wrong building cause from what I know half the population of this building are bastards. Please check the next.
Are you the son of one Miss Alice? he asked. Yes, I am. And who are you? Sorry for my rudeness, my name is sir Desmond Agbela, I am the lawyer of late chief Wasiu. You are his son which is why I am here.
A fortunate misfortune all this has turned out to be, this must be what the big boss meant when he said there are a lot of things I don't know about myself and there might be even more, but again it could be a lie. All my mom told me was I was a bastard but I never asked if my dad was alive or dead, I just couldn't ask at the time and now she died without telling me anything. How did you come to a conclusion that I am the one you are looking for?
Like you say it here in the streets, the street talks, that's if you know your way around.
I mean who told you?
Your uncle.
Again you are mistaking, I have no uncle, Mr Desmond.
I don't know what you've been told but I've been doing some digging for some days now, your uncle is known here as the big boss. I believe you know him.
I never thought for once the big boss was telling the truth when he said I was his nephew. Then why did he sent me to kill my own father if he knew who the target was to me and why did he send me?
It's not true, no it's not true. why now, why look for me at all?
He has already written his last deed and you are in that document. I don't want to argue with you about who you are and who you are not but make yourself available in the next five days. The reading of his last testaments will be at his mansion in Asaba, here is my card just in case you have any questions. I will leave you here to ponder over your thoughts.
He left without saying anything. I can't move for I could not believe my ears. I never believed there are things like coincidence, I grow up to believe everything was fated. I went inside my room after the discussion with the lawyer. As time passed the questions became long without complete answers, I can feel my anger is getting high, not that I was angry at the man but at myself, at my mom for not telling me anything about my origins, even for dying too soon. I was angry at the man they say was my father, for not being here during the hard times knowing he was capable, for not seeing the similarities the day we met, angry at him for leaving my mom just like that. Angry at myself for wanting to be like him when we met.
I was extremely angry at the big boss, for making me pull the trigger that sent my father to his grave. At this point I needed someone to blame. Someone to unleash all of my anger and at this point, it is the big boss but, we already have a deal that I can not break.
I feel useless, like a pawn in a game I never knew I was playing. I never thought this news would break me but for the first time in years I felt broken, I felt grief. I felt regret. I felt remorse. I felt pain and I don't even know where it came from.
My hands are tied, there is nothing I can do but carry out my orders. If I decide to do nothing and just sit back, it will be my undoing, if I leave without killing the target, in time the target will kill me and that will be one of the first things he will do. If I go to the big boss with the anger I feel, it is possible I could get some answers but very likely he will kill me, after all, I threatened to kill his son. He did tell me half of the truth but I was the one who didn't believe him.
I have to get this anger out of me in one way or the other. I don't know if it will be right for me to call the lawyer for more information or for my inheritance, like the chief told me, it will be unwise of his son to refuse him for he will be refusing a better life. God knows I have been through hell during my twenty-five years in this place and now, I don't care what anyone will say, I have to take the easy way out which of course is my birthright.
Now, in order for me to be free I need to complete my mission, the only problem is, the deal was to last three weeks and I only have five days.